2012-02-10T00:53:22Z http://blog.karenjordan.net/comments/atom.aspx Quick Blogcast tag:blog.karenjordan.net,2012-02-07:15878913 Karen Jordan 2012-02-07T18:15:17Z 2012-02-07T18:15:17Z Now, that's a cozy memory! I'll bet you can still smell the hay, right? No wonder you decided to invest in a hay farm recently! Holding on to some great memories and making some new ones, huh? tag:blog.karenjordan.net,2012-02-06:15872230 Leah Schultz 2012-02-07T04:50:44Z 2012-02-07T04:50:44Z Yes I do. I could go on and on also with memories of growing up on the farm. In the winter the hay mow was our playground where my brother and I would snuggle down in the sweet smelling hay and cover our laps with as many kittens as we could reach. Once they realized our lap was a warm spot they would curl up and purr in appreciation. We could stay outside for a long time covered by a blanket of warm kittens...haha. tag:blog.karenjordan.net,2012-02-06:15871863 Karen Jordan 2012-02-07T03:38:19Z 2012-02-07T03:38:19Z What a wonderful memory, Leah! It odd how a song, a video, or someone else's story can take you back in time, isn't it? I can picture you walking down that street with all the Christmas lights with your mom. And that reminds me of Christmas in my hometown, with all the decorations. I can also remember everyone going downtown on Saturday mornings, too. My friends and I would walk to Morris Pharmacy and get a hamburger ... I just had a memory of that smell of burgers cooking there (odd, huh?). Anyway, then we would walk to the "picture show." There was always a long line to get into the movies on Saturdays. Then, after the movies we would go to the downtown drugstore for a coke. I can almost picture that place in my mind. I guess I'm gonna have to write about this soon. Goodness ... my memories can go on and on. I love walking down memory lane, don't you? tag:blog.karenjordan.net,2012-02-06:15871255 Leah Schultz 2012-02-07T02:29:31Z 2012-02-07T02:29:31Z One of my fondest memories of my hometown in North central Illinois is walking the downtown streets at Christmas time with my mom, doing our Christmas shopping. It was before the days of indoor malls when you had to bundle up against the cold and walk in the falling snow from store to store while Christmas carols played on loud speakers from various businesses, and each displayed their variety of decorations. I remember my mom holding my hand as we made our way down the busy streets to support each other on the icy sidewalks in case one of us slipped. People greeted each other with holiday wishes and despite the inconvenience of having to walk for blocks in the cold, carrying packages, it seemed like a happier time. Oh, how I'd love to go back... just for a few minutes, to experience the joy just one more time. tag:blog.karenjordan.net,2012-02-03:15849363 Karen Jordan 2012-02-04T02:46:40Z 2012-02-04T02:46:40Z What a great endorsement! I've just been introduced to Dianne's work, and I agree! Did you notice her third book of this series coming out soon? Can't wait! tag:blog.karenjordan.net,2012-02-03:15848857 Rachel 2012-02-03T23:19:42Z 2012-02-03T23:19:42Z I am a big fan of Dianne's! I'm reading her newest release right now and am enjoying every heartwarming minute of it. Dianne has a way of making her characters so relateable and I cherish the moments I get to spend lost in her stories. Congratulations on 40 years of marriage! Wonderful blog post. I hope to see more from Dianne here soon! tag:blog.karenjordan.net,2012-01-27:15624255 Karen Jordan 2012-01-27T15:55:25Z 2012-01-27T15:55:25Z <span style="font-family: arial, verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: #ffffff;">"The joy of the Lord truly is my strength!" So true! I needed that reminder, too. I'm SO grateful that God promises His strength when I am weak. Thanks for your comment, Lori!</span> tag:blog.karenjordan.net,2012-01-27:15623977 Lori Kempton 2012-01-27T12:29:14Z 2012-01-27T12:29:14Z Thanks for this post to be reminded we are all in a battle. It reminds me of a secular song my kids used to sing...I get knocked down, and I get up again, ain't nobody gonna keep me down! Praise God we can cling to Him at these times and trust that He has it all under control! The joy of the Lord truly is my strength! tag:blog.karenjordan.net,2012-01-26:15619936 Karen Jordan 2012-01-26T18:21:32Z 2012-01-26T18:21:32Z <em>Somehow, I accidentally deleted a comment on this post that connected to this reply. Here it is again!</em> <div><br /> </div> <div>Mary Ramsey said, "Karen, My mom used to say, red sky at night, sailors delight, red sky in the morning, sailors take warning. It was a long time before I realized the Bible had something to say about the sky. I love watching to see..."<br /> </div> tag:blog.karenjordan.net,2012-01-26:15619927 Karen Jordan 2012-01-26T18:13:17Z 2012-01-26T18:13:17Z Thanks for your comment, Andy! I hope you can find some time to write down some of the details and your thoughts about your photo--even if it's just a note on the back of the picture. Someone may find it some day and wonder, "Who is the little boy on the horse?" <div><br /> </div> <div>If fact, I have a LOT of old family pictures stored in boxes that are unidentified. They may even be from my own lifetime, but I've forgotten the people, places, and the events around the shot.&nbsp; <div><br /> </div> <div>Btw, this picture was taken of my husband in the early '50s.&nbsp;He looks so much like one of my grandsons in this shot--I love it! But come&nbsp;to think of it, I haven't recorded any of the details of this shot either. Hmmm ... I better practice what I'm preaching here, huh?&nbsp;</div> <div><br /> </div> <div>Thanks again taking the time to tell us about your picture! Blessings!</div> <div><br /> </div> <div><br /> </div> </div>